Rock the Boat - The Hues Corporation

I take pride in missing the boat I dont wanna be a sailor I dont need to get on board Just wanna walk in the desert some more I take heed to what I see And I dont like the water I take pride in missing the boat Just wanna climb my mountain with my own rope I hope to live a long time And see many horizons 'Fore I go blind And cant see... Cant see the sky Oh whoa-oh Oh whoa-oh (yeah) Dont tell me what ya got 'Cuz I dont wanna know what I dont care about your stuff Just wanna see what you got inside Take heed to what I say Dont go out in the water Take pride in missing the boat Ya gotta climb your mountain with your own rope I hope to live a long time And see many horizons 'Fore I go blind And cant see... Cant see the sky Oh whoa-oh Oh whoa-oh Oh whoa-oh Oh whoa-oh Oh whoa-oh Oh whoa-oh Oh whoa-oh I hope to live a long time And see many horizons 'Fore I go blind And cant see... Cant see the sky

We're sailing on a strange boat Heading for a strange shore We're sailing on a strange boat Heading for a strange shore Carrying the strangest cargo That was ever hauled aboard We're sailing on a strange sea Blown by a strange wind We're sailing on a strange sea Blown by a strange wind Carrying the strangest crew That ever sinned We're riding in a strange car We're following a strange star We're climbing on the strangest ladder That was ever there to climb We're living in a strange time Working for a strange goal We're living in a strange time We're working for a strange goal We're turning flesh and body Into soul

Freedom for the stallion, freedom for the mare and her colt, Freedom for the baby child who has not grown old enough to vote Lord, have mercy, what you gonna do about the people who are prayin' to you? They got men makin' laws that destroy other men, made money, God, it's a doggone sin, Oh, Lord, you got to help us find the way Big ship's a-sailin', slaves all chained and bound, Headin' for a brand new land that someone said he up and found. Lord, have mercy, what you gonna do about the people who are prayin' to you? They got men makin' laws that destroy other men, they made money, God, it's a doggone sin. Oh, Lord, you got to help us find the way. Freedom for the stallion, freedom for the mare and her colt, Freedom for the baby child who has not grown old enough to vote. Lord, have mercy, what you gonna do about the people who are prayin' to you? You know when I look inside my mind searchin' for the truth I find, Oh, Lord, you got to help us find the way. Hey, Lord!